Eight figures.
All level 145!
Including the two figures who had launched the earlier ambush, there were ten level-145 powerhouses in total!
What a lavish deployment!
These eight figures had clearly appeared to capture Ling Zhan while he was alone.
There was none of the pointless chatter seen in TV dramas, nor was Ling Zhan foolish enough to ask who they were.
The eight figures directly unleashed a torrent of attacks at Ling Zhan and Anseli!
First came two Mage Gods!
They respectively wielded the powers of blazing flame and frost!
Without any chanting or even the slightest casting windup...
Roar!!
A fire dragon forged from blazing flames and an ice dragon formed from frost howled as they lunged toward Ling Zhan and Anseli!
"Order: Fire Dragon Bullet"!
"Order: Ice Dragon Cyclone"!
Faced with these two skills, imbued with the power of Order and carrying the momentum to destroy heaven and earth, Anseli—fragile and utterly incapable of frontal combat—went pale.
Ling Zhan, however, wrapped an arm around her slender waist and pushed off with the tip of his foot.
Whoosh!
They instantly shifted three thousand meters away!
"Light Leap"!
For sixty seconds after activation, it allowed three consecutive teleports, each spanning up to fifteen hundred meters!
After being upgraded to SS rank, the number of teleports had increased directly to five, while the maximum distance of each teleport had become three thousand meters!
"Hmph! Do you think you can escape?"
Looking at the empty cave before them, the eight figures sneered.
Those two magical skills had both been imbued with the power of Order, carrying the causal-law effect of "Sure Hit."
Unless their target fled directly into another independent space,
those two magical skills would pursue them to the ends of the earth.
Whoosh!!
Sure enough.
The two magical skills